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... language spoken."
— Serenya, Last of the Winged Three
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The world bent.
That's what it felt like—like the sky folded over itself, trying to bury every name that dared rise again.
And somewhere between crumbling cliff edges and storm-torn valleys...
Vayren and Kaien stood face to face once more.
No relics drawn.
No blades raised.
Not yet.
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